The moment Xi Yan saw the document sent over by his utterly useless subordinates, his brow furrowed deeply.
Media publicity? Truth Faction? Control Faction? What the hell was this? There were actually factions within my imperial institutions? They couldn't even carry out my commands with one voice?
Xi Yan read through the news release attached by the Ministry of Culture.
"Recently, imperial troops have begun arriving on Amaterro II, a planet with an exceptionally pleasant climate and beautiful scenery. It is home to intelligent alien life much like us humans-the Plant People.
Our troops will land on this planet and forcibly seize it as our new colony. Our reporters have yet to receive any information regarding how the native Plant People will be treated, but rumors suggest that the military will adopt a policy of extermination, slaughtering these poor aliens en masse."
Xi Yan's eyes widened sharply.
What was the person who wrote this news release trying to pull?
Were they pitying those alien freaks and trying to tell our citizens that the imperial military was out committing atrocities everywhere?
This was false propaganda... uh, actually, what they said did seem to be true.
Spreading reactionary views, endangering social stability, distorting public perceptions-every single one was a capital offense!
Furious, Xi Yan shut off the speech-to-text module and switched to his keyboard with blue switches.
When flaming people, he still preferred typing on a keyboard. Fortunately, even after two hundred years, keyboards were still used for typing, and the input method hadn't changed either. Xi Yan had no trouble adjusting.
Taking a deep breath, Xi Yan scrolled to the very bottom of the document and began clattering away at his keyboard, typing his comments.
He opened with two words.
[Fucking morons!]
Short and sweet, straight from the heart, and immensely